Amid her thoughts, many people surrounded her: wealthy wives, daughters of noble houses, middle managent from companies, and various contestants.
Shen Yilan stood at the periphery of the crowd, quietly observing, uncertain whether to step forward or back, to speak or remain silent; clearly, it was rather awkward for her.
Gu Qibao seed unpretentious, laughing heartily without a care and basking in everyone’s well-wishes, sweetly saying thank you with a smile.
After brief greetings, people started dispersing into the venue. Shen Yilan still stood there as if she hadn’t regained her senses. By the ti she did, everyone had left, and she stood there alone.
Gu Qibao looked in her direction, and this made her sowhat flustered.
But she was an experienced person, and she quickly regained her composure, lifting a gentle smile. She walked forward, polite and respectful, and said, "Congratulations, Lady Di."
Gu Qibao was a bit surprised. Looking at Shen Yilan, she frowned slightly but soon nodded graciously, smiling, "Miss Shen, please co in."
She appeared poised, not petty in the least.
Shen Yilan couldn’t help but pause, then nodded, "Yes, thank you, Lady Di."
"You’re welco," Gu Qibao replied with a slight nod, and then she walked away.
Shen Yilan watched her retreating figure and the crowd that followed her, unsure of her feelings.
Grateful?
Grateful that she didn’t hold a grudge?
No, her not holding a grudge was to showcase her generosity, not that she truly didn’t care, right?
She must be incredibly upset inside, just that it wasn’t appropriate to show it due to the large crowd. In such a situation, she must portray herself as congenial, cultured, and generous. Yes, that must be it.
Gu Qibao, are you doing this on purpose?
Intentionally showing your kindness and magnanimity in front of ?
Intentionally displaying the high stature of a hostess in front of , right!
After Gu Qibao left, Nangong Ran couldn’t help but ask, "Xiaoqi, didn’t you say that this woman was a hypocrite?"
"Yes," Gu Qibao nodded.
"Then why let her in!" Nangong Ran imdiately flared up, discontented, "With such won, you should tear them apart fiercely, why be so polite to her?"
"It must have been Di Mingjue who let her in," Gu Qibao thought for a mont and said, "Di Mingjue surely has his own plans, let’s not bother with her, an extra one won’t make a difference."
Nangong Ran coldly scoffed, "Hmph, just afraid such people are ingrates who bite the hand that feeds, thinking everything is their due."
Gu Qibao smiled, shrugged casually, displaying a defiant attitude, "Why should I bother with her? Does she even qualify?"
Nangong Ran was stunned, instantly giving a thumbs up, "So cool! That’s why I respect you, Gu Qibao."
After saying this, Nangong Ran jokingly slung an arm over Gu Qibao’s shoulder, "Aunt Xiaoqi, was that flattery smooth enough?"
Gu Qibao couldn’t help but laugh, nodding earnestly, "Extrely smooth."
"Then how about a little benefit?" Nangong Ran joked again, smiling cheekily.
"Sure," Gu Qibao nodded and laughed, "How about making you the godmother of my son and daughter?"
"Holy crap!" Nangong Ran’s eyes widened, "Does that even need to be said? If you didn’t make the godmother, I’d definitely strangle you."
Gu Qibao rolled her eyes, "Hey, I’m pregnant right now."
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